That she may make, unmake, do what she list, With his weak function. How am I then a villain And out of her own goodness make the net Enter RODERIGO. How now, Roderigo! 330 338 Roderigo. I do follow here in the chase, not like a hound that hunts, but one that fills up the cry. My money is almost spent; I have been to-night exceedingly well cudgelled; and I think the issue will be, I shall have so much experience for my pains, and so, with no money at all and a little more wit, return again to Venice. Iago. How poor are they that have not patience! What wound did ever heal but by degrees? Thou know'st we work by wit and not by witchcraft, Does 't not go well? Cassio hath beaten thee, And thou, by that small hurt, hast cashier'd Cassio. 350 Pleasure and action make the hours seem short. Away, I say; thou shalt know more hereafter : Nay, get thee gone.--[Exit Roderigo.] Two things are to be done : My wife must move for Cassio to her mistress; Myself the while to draw the Moor apart, And bring him jump when he may Cassio find 360 [Exit. MELPOMENE, THE MUSE OF TRAGEDY. SCENE I. Before the Castle. Enter CASSIO and some Musicians. Cassio. Masters, play here; I will content your pains; Something that 's brief; and bid good morrow, general. Enter Clown. [Music. Clown. Why, masters, have your instruments been in Na ples, that they speak i' the nose thus? I Musician. How, sir, how! Clown. Are these, I pray you, wind instruments? 1 Musician. Ay, marry, are they, sir. Clown. O, thereby hangs a tale. But, masters, here 's money for you; and the general so likes your music, that he desires you, for love's sake, to make no more noise with it. I Musician. Well, sir, we will not. II Clown. If you have any music that may not be heard, to 't again; but, as they say, to hear music the general does not greatly care. I Musician. We have none such, sir. Clown. Then put up your pipes in your bag, for I 'll away. Go; vanish into air; away! [Exeunt Musicians. Cassio. Dost thou hear, my honest friend? Clown. No, I hear not your honest friend; I hear you. 19 Cassio. Prithee, keep up thy quillets. There's a poor piece of gold for thee. If the gentlewoman that attends the general's wife be stirring, tell her there's one Cassio entreats her a little favour of speech; wilt thou do this? Clown. She is stirring, sir; if she will stir hither, I shall seem to notify unto her. Cassio. Do, good my friend. [Exit Clown. Enter IAGO. In happy time, Iago. Iago. You have not been a-bed, then? Iago. I'll send her to you presently; And I'll devise a mean to draw the Moor 30 Cassio. I humbly thank you for 't.—[Exit Iago.] I never knew A Florentine more kind and honest. Enter EMILIA. Emilia. Good morrow, good lieutenant; I am sorry And she speaks for you stoutly: the Moor replies, And great affinity, and that in wholesome wisdom He might not but refuse you; but he protests he loves you, And needs no other suitor but his likings To take the safest occasion by the front To bring you in again. If Cassio. Yet, I beseech you, you think fit, or that it may be done, Give me advantage of some brief discourse With Desdemona alone. Emilia. 40 I will bestow you where you shall have time To speak your bosom freely. Cassio. I am much bound to you. SCENE II. A Room in the Castle. Enter OTHELLO, IAGO, and Gentlemen. Othello. These letters give, Iago, to the pilot; And by him do my duties to the senate. That done, I will be walking on the works; Repair there to me. Iago. Well, my good lord, I'll do 't. [Exeunt. Othello. This fortification, gentlemen, shall we see 't? [Exeunt. |